Today The Boy refused to nap. My parents were here just in case this happened because I knew I would absolutely positively need one. He was so desperate to keep my attention he even used the potty to keep me with him (despite Mommy's exhaustion there was a proper celebration).
Finally, he was clearly exhausted too and so once I again I brought him to his room for a nap.
"Please Mommy get in car bed?"
I figured I might as well because at that point any mattress would do. It turned out to be a decision well made when after laying there for about a minute or two he handed me one of the three of his most prized possessions and said, "Mommy want Pooh blankie?"
Truly I have never been more honored.
And yes, we both napped.